It is nightfall. A hunter lurks in the darkness, wandering further towards the impenetrable. Do the meanings lie in the stream, in the mountains, the stars, or in the death of things?
Hinterlands
The Ethereal Melancholy of Seeing Horses in the Cold
Wizards of Waverly Place: Wizard School
Cine Gibi 8: ...Tá Brincando?
